This Is My Primitive Tribe

On August 8, the feeling of autumn is getting stronger and stronger.

Although it is still very hot during the day, the wind at night has become very cool, even with some chills.

The fruits on the mountain and the crops of the Vine tribe are gradually ripening, and the scene in the fields is very gratifying.

The big horned bugs, the colorful ducks, the big bamboo rats, and the fish in the pond are all getting better and better. Those colorful ducks can even tie one foot and take a rope for a walk outside.

In the field of crops, Jiang Xuan carefully dug out the soil with a bone stick, revealing the red-skinned round potatoes the size of his fist.

Jiang Xuan said with satisfaction: "It looks good. After a while, these crops can be harvested."

Gan Song, who was standing aside, showed a simple and honest smile on his face.

After working in the fields for a long time, he, who was originally a hunting warrior, has gradually acquired the temperament of an old farmer, and his hands are full of calluses.

"Boss, can we have a good harvest?"

Ever since Jiang Xuan once described to him the scene of a bumper harvest and a warehouse full of grain, he deeply remembered the word and worked hard for it.

In fact, these fields have only been opened for less than a year, and their fertility is limited. These plants are also planted for the first time, and they have experienced insect plagues, so the yield is definitely not high.

However, no one in the Vine tribe has ever seen what a real harvest looks like. Jiang Xuan looked at Gan Song's face full of anticipation, and didn't want to hurt his confidence.

So, Jiang Xuan decided to tell a small lie.

"Of course you can have a bumper harvest. You have planted these crops very well, and the yield is much higher than in the wild. How can there be no bumper harvest?"

The smile on Gan Song's face deepened. He looked at the crops all over the ground, and a sense of satisfaction came to his heart.

This year, he worked hard to reclaim wasteland, planted seedlings, took care of them, fertilized and weeded, and prevented droughts and floods. He never dared to be careless.

Now that the harvest is about to be harvested, the excitement and satisfaction in his heart are beyond comprehension by others.

"Let's go and see how those stone eggs look like."

Jiang Xuan walked to the place where the stone eggs were planted, followed by Gan Song.

The stone eggs were planted beside the hillside. According to Jiang Xuan's idea, they were divided into three batches to try.

The first stone eggs were planted in places with large rocks, just like they were grown in the wild.

The second batch was planted in the ground with more rocks.

The third batch was planted in fields with few stones.

Jiang Xuan went to those boulders first, and he found that the stone eggs here were very good, the vines were very thick, and the underground tubers also grew very large.

Next, Jiang Xuan walked to a field with a lot of rocks. The stone eggs in this place had a thick branch next to each tree, so that the vines of the stone eggs could be entangled.

"These stone eggs grow a little bit worse, the vines are not as thick as I just saw, and the fruits are not that big."

Jiang Xuan buried the excavated soil again, but his expression did not change.

"Let's go to another place to have a look."

Jiang Xuan had anticipated this situation for a long time.

Jiang Xuan walked to the field with almost no stones. The stone eggs in the field were really bad. The vines were very thin, the leaves turned yellow, and the fruits were small and few.

Gan Song on the side said helplessly: "No matter how carefully I take care of the stone eggs and how I fertilize them, it's useless, and some of the seedlings even died."

Jiang Xuandao: "It doesn't matter, at least it proves that a stone egg grows better only when it is next to a boulder."

Although Jiang Xuan said so, Gan Song still blamed himself.

Jiang Xuan couldn't care to continue comforting Gan Song, he squatted on the ground and thought carefully.

If it is said that the growth of stone eggs needs to absorb certain nutrients from the stones, then there were many stones in the field before, why did they not grow well?

Jiang Xuan suddenly mentioned a vine of a stone egg. He found that there were many air roots on each vine of the stone egg.

He found that the stone egg vines wrapped around the boulders had longer and thicker air roots, while the vines in the rocky ground had much fewer air roots.

And in this stoneless land, the vines of the stone eggs are so thin and short that they can hardly be seen unless you look carefully.

Jiang Xuan guessed that the growth of a stone egg probably requires the air roots on the vine to absorb certain nutrients on the stone in order to grow smoothly.

Jiang Xuan told Gan Song what he found.

Gan Song thought about it carefully, patted his thigh, and said, "Yeah, why didn't I think of this question, Chief, you are so smart!"

Afterwards, Gan Song said helplessly: "Then we can only plant stone eggs next to big rocks."

Jiang Xuandao: "Actually, this is also a good thing."

"A good thing?" Gan Song was puzzled by Jiang Xuan's words.

"That's right." Jiang Xuan pointed to the surrounding hillsides and said, "What we lack most here are stones. If we grow other crops, we might even think these stones are in the way."

"But the stone eggs just need these stones, do you know what that means?"

Gan Song shook his head dazedly, because of his knowledge, he felt a little confused.

Jiang Xuandao: "This means that all those hillsides with more stones and less soil can become our crops, greatly increasing the area of ​​our arable land."

"As the area of ​​arable land expands, food production will naturally increase. This is a great thing for the tribe."

"Yes!"

Gan Song finally understood, and when he thought that there would be stone eggs everywhere in the future, he was very excited.

At the same time, Gan Song also admired Jiang Xuan so much that he recognized this young leader even more in his heart.

After checking the situation of the stone eggs, Jiang Xuan checked the growth of the round potatoes.

This fruit is spherical in shape and has a red outer skin. It grows well in the fields of the Vine tribe, and the output should be good this year.

Except for stone eggs and round potatoes, the growth of other crops was good or bad, but they were generally acceptable.

With these more than 30 acres of crops, plus the breeding of insects, fish, colorful ducks and bamboo rats, this winter, the rattan tribe should not have to worry about food shortages.

Not only that, Jiang Xuan even thought about adding some more people to the tribe.

After all, the Vine tribe has too few manpower, and as the tribe develops, it becomes more and more insufficient.

After checking the crops, Jiang Xuan was going to go to the breeding area again.

At this moment, Gan Song suddenly pointed to the sky and called out, "Boss, look, a really big bird is flying towards us."

Jiang Xuan looked up and saw that in the northeast sky, a **** bird was quickly approaching the Veng tribe~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Huh? There seems to be a person on the back of that big bird! "

After Jiang Xuan became a warrior, his eyesight was much stronger than that of ordinary people. He keenly found that the big bird was carrying a person on its back.

As the big bird approached quickly, Gan Song also saw clearly that the big bird was indeed carrying a person on its back.

"Boss, he seems to be coming towards us."

This **** bird was indeed coming towards the Vine tribe, and it was very fast.

Jiang Xuan sensed something was wrong, and he immediately shouted, "Everyone, return to the bamboo house immediately!"

After hearing Jiang Xuan's loud roar, the entire Teng tribe's clansmen, no matter what they were doing, immediately ran to the bamboo house, because there was a tunnel in the bamboo house, which could lead directly to the bottom of the stone mountain.

However, the speed of the big bird was too fast, and before the clansmen in the distance had time to escape back to the bamboo house, the big bird had already flown over the rattan tribe and then landed on the ground.

This is a big bird with a wingspan of more than 20 meters. It is astonishingly large. After landing, it is the size of a house.

This is a giant eagle, an extremely ferocious bird of prey.

On the back of the giant eagle, there was an old man dressed in animal skins, with a gorgeous feather crown on his head, and a totem pattern on his face.

The old man looked at the small Vine tribe at random, and paid no attention to those who were still running.

His eyes looked at the huge ancient vine that wrapped around the stone mountain.

After a long time, he sighed: "What a psychic vine!"

Jiang Xuan hid in the bamboo hut, just when he heard the words of the mysterious old man, he immediately understood that the old man was most likely here for Guteng.

It made him feel nervous.

Guteng is the totem **** of the Vine tribe, this mysterious old man doesn't want to do anything to Guteng, right?

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